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Their
road
was
through
a
pleasant
country
;
and
Fanny
,
whose
rides
had
never
been
extensive
,
was
soon
beyond
her
knowledge
,
and
was
very
happy
in
observing
all
that
was
new
,
and
admiring
all
that
was
pretty
.
She
was
not
often
invited
to
join
in
the
conversation
of
the
others
,
nor
did
she
desire
it
.
Her
own
thoughts
and
reflections
were
habitually
her
best
companions
;
and
,
in
observing
the
appearance
of
the
country
,
the
bearings
of
the
roads
,
the
difference
of
soil
,
the
state
of
the
harvest
,
the
cottages
,
the
cattle
,
the
children
,
she
found
entertainment
that
could
only
have
been
heightened
by
having
Edmund
to
speak
to
of
what
she
felt
.
That
was
the
only
point
of
resemblance
between
her
and
the
lady
who
sat
by
her
:
in
everything
but
a
value
for
Edmund
,
Miss
Crawford
was
very
unlike
her
.
She
had
none
of
Fanny
’
s
delicacy
of
taste
,
of
mind
,
of
feeling
;
she
saw
Nature
,
inanimate
Nature
,
with
little
observation
;
her
attention
was
all
for
men
and
women
,
her
talents
for
the
light
and
lively
.
In
looking
back
after
Edmund
,
however
,
when
there
was
any
stretch
of
road
behind
them
,
or
when
he
gained
on
them
in
ascending
a
considerable
hill
,
they
were
united
,
and
a
“
there
he
is
”
broke
at
the
same
moment
from
them
both
,
more
than
once
.
For
the
first
seven
miles
Miss
Bertram
had
very
little
real
comfort
:
her
prospect
always
ended
in
Mr
.
Crawford
and
her
sister
sitting
side
by
side
,
full
of
conversation
and
merriment
;
and
to
see
only
his
expressive
profile
as
he
turned
with
a
smile
to
Julia
,
or
to
catch
the
laugh
of
the
other
,
was
a
perpetual
source
of
irritation
,
which
her
own
sense
of
propriety
could
but
just
smooth
over
.
When
Julia
looked
back
,
it
was
with
a
countenance
of
delight
,
and
whenever
she
spoke
to
them
,
it
was
in
the
highest
spirits
:
“
her
view
of
the
country
was
charming
,
she
wished
they
could
all
see
it
,
”
etc
.
;
but
her
only
offer
of
exchange
was
addressed
to
Miss
Crawford
,
as
they
gained
the
summit
of
a
long
hill
,
and
was
not
more
inviting
than
this
:
“
Here
is
a
fine
burst
of
country
.
I
wish
you
had
my
seat
,
but
I
dare
say
you
will
not
take
it
,
let
me
press
you
ever
so
much
;
”
and
Miss
Crawford
could
hardly
answer
before
they
were
moving
again
at
a
good
pace
.
When
they
came
within
the
influence
of
Sotherton
associations
,
it
was
better
for
Miss
Bertram
,
who
might
be
said
to
have
two
strings
to
her
bow
.
She
had
Rushworth
feelings
,
and
Crawford
feelings
,
and
in
the
vicinity
of
Sotherton
the
former
had
considerable
effect
.
Mr
.
Rushworth
’
s
consequence
was
hers
.
She
could
not
tell
Miss
Crawford
that
“
those
woods
belonged
to
Sotherton
,
”
she
could
not
carelessly
observe
that
“
she
believed
that
it
was
now
all
Mr
.
Rushworth
’
s
property
on
each
side
of
the
road
,
”
without
elation
of
heart
;
and
it
was
a
pleasure
to
increase
with
their
approach
to
the
capital
freehold
mansion
,
and
ancient
manorial
residence
of
the
family
,
with
all
its
rights
of
court
-
leet
and
court
-
baron
.
“
Now
we
shall
have
no
more
rough
road
,
Miss
Crawford
;
our
difficulties
are
over
.
The
rest
of
the
way
is
such
as
it
ought
to
be
.
Mr
.
Rushworth
has
made
it
since
he
succeeded
to
the
estate
.
Here
begins
the
village
.
Those
cottages
are
really
a
disgrace
.
The
church
spire
is
reckoned
remarkably
handsome
.
I
am
glad
the
church
is
not
so
close
to
the
great
house
as
often
happens
in
old
places
.
The
annoyance
of
the
bells
must
be
terrible
.
There
is
the
parsonage
:
a
tidy
-
looking
house
,
and
I
understand
the
clergyman
and
his
wife
are
very
decent
people
Those
are
almshouses
,
built
by
some
of
the
family
.
To
the
right
is
the
steward
’
s
house
;
he
is
a
very
respectable
man
.
Now
we
are
coming
to
the
lodge
-
gates
;
but
we
have
nearly
a
mile
through
the
park
still
.
It
is
not
ugly
,
you
see
,
at
this
end
;
there
is
some
fine
timber
,
but
the
situation
of
the
house
is
dreadful
.
We
go
down
hill
to
it
for
half
a
mile
,
and
it
is
a
pity
,
for
it
would
not
be
an
ill
-
looking
place
if
it
had
a
better
approach
.
”
Miss
Crawford
was
not
slow
to
admire
;
she
pretty
well
guessed
Miss
Bertram
’
s
feelings
,
and
made
it
a
point
of
honour
to
promote
her
enjoyment
to
the
utmost
.
Mrs
.
Norris
was
all
delight
and
volubility
;
and
even
Fanny
had
something
to
say
in
admiration
,
and
might
be
heard
with
complacency
.
Her
eye
was
eagerly
taking
in
everything
within
her
reach
;
and
after
being
at
some
pains
to
get
a
view
of
the
house
,
and
observing
that
“
it
was
a
sort
of
building
which
she
could
not
look
at
but
with
respect
,
”
she
added
,
“
Now
,
where
is
the
avenue
?
The
house
fronts
the
east
,
I
perceive
.
The
avenue
,
therefore
,
must
be
at
the
back
of
it
.
Mr
.
Rushworth
talked
of
the
west
front
.
”
“
Yes
,
it
is
exactly
behind
the
house
;
begins
at
a
little
distance
,
and
ascends
for
half
a
mile
to
the
extremity
of
the
grounds
.
You
may
see
something
of
it
here
—
something
of
the
more
distant
trees
.
It
is
oak
entirely
.
”
Miss
Bertram
could
now
speak
with
decided
information
of
what
she
had
known
nothing
about
when
Mr
.
Rushworth
had
asked
her
opinion
;
and
her
spirits
were
in
as
happy
a
flutter
as
vanity
and
pride
could
furnish
,
when
they
drove
up
to
the
spacious
stone
steps
before
the
principal
entrance
.
